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Her breathy voice is as clear as if she’s standing right in front of me as I step into my shower and lift my face to the spray of water.
She was right there, her lips right beneath mine, her hand stroking my dick.
Absently, I reach out and wrap my fingers around my hard length.
Yeah, maybe I did a really shitty job of forgetting about her with that phone call.
‘You’re so big and hard.’
“Fuck yeah, sunshine. You’ve no idea,” I mutter as I work myself harder, desperate for some kind of relief before I’m forced to face my father.
In only a few minutes, with her breathy voice in my head and the vivid memory of how hard her heart was racing with my proximity, I come into the shower tray.
For a few seconds, I’m lighter. My muscles relax and I forget about the bullshit.But all too soon it comes back, after cleaning up, I turn the shower off and head out.
I’m only putting off the inevitable. If I’m even later then I risk pissing him off more than I already have.
What I need to do is toe the line. Be the son he expects me to be, and apparently read my emails. My day will come. I just have to bide my time, confident that everything I’ve planned will ruin him and his reputation.
The Chapel is dark and silent as I make my way down the stairs. I’m hardly surprised, it was long past midnight when Tally and Oak disappeared upstairs to continue alone, quickly followed by Liv and Reese.
Padding through the room, I locate the fridge and rip it open in the hope of finding an energy drink.
We don’t have a game until next weekend so Elliot’s healthy shit shouldn’t have invaded it yet. But even still, I come up empty and am forced to choose between a bottle of water or a smoothie.
The door is almost closed as I spin around, pissed off with the options and I startle when the light from the fridge illuminates a body sitting at the table.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I bark, glaring daggers at Elliot.
“Drinking coffee,” he states as if it should be fucking obvious.
“In the dark like a fucking psycho?” I accuse. “Why aren’t you sleeping?”
Lifting his mug, he takes a sip.“Abi is asleep in my bed,” he explains.
“And you’re not in it with her because…”
He shakes his head and takes another sip.
“Since when do you let anyone in your room? We’re barely allowed in there, yet Abi is sleeping in your bed alone, again.”
“She’s different,” he whispers.
“You don’t fucking say,” I mutter with a smirk. “You should go up there. I bet she’s lonely.”
Scrubbing his hand down his face, he stares down at the table for a beat.“She’s too good for that.”
“When the fuck has that ever stopped you in the past?” I counter.
“Like I said, Abs is different. Where are you going?” he asks, changing the subject.
“Golf with the old cunt.”
A grunt of disgust rips from his lips.“You can say no to him, you know.”
“And where the fuck would that get me, exactly?”
Elliot shrugs.
